#johnny cade x gn!reader

[crazyf0rswayze]

Can u do Johnny x fem!reader cuddling hcs please?? (You don't have to, I'm not forcing it on you) ty xx

Yes boo. I'm so so sorry it's very short

-he's such a fucking cuddle bug btw

-he really likes to rest his head on your chest with his arms wrapped around your waist

-also likes it when he's on his back

-and your on your side

-youre arms and legs wrapped around him

-with your head on his chest

-also likes when he's on his back, your on your side

-and you just had a leg on top of him

-likes to run his hand on your thigh up and down when it's on him

-hums when your head is on his chest

-hands are constantly in your hair

-also, when his head is on your chest he LLOOVVEESS when you play with his hair

-so he makes sure to watch the grease out before you guys cuddle

-forehead kisses >

-pecks your lips too

-loves it when you fall asleep on him

-but when it first happened he got scared bc he didn't wanna wake you up

-he also likes holding your hand when you cuddle

-loves it when you look up at him with your beautiful eyes

-likes it when you wear his clothes to bed

-you look so cute asleep in his shirt and boxers

-(in his opinion)

-likes to have conversations with you as you cuddle

-likes to talk about random shit but if something happened with his parents he likes to vent

-"baby can I vent?" "of course you can!"

-he loves how good of a listener you are

-especially when you guys are gonna sleep, he likes to have some soft music going

-if you guys are in the lot, he likes to cuddle with you and smoke a little

Um....that's it bc I can't think of anything else 😭😭 sorry

[teddy06writes]

Thanksgiving Special - Day One - Curtis Gang (Unit)

Platonic!Curtis Gang x gn!reader

Trigger Warnings: One (1) swear

Summary: Pre Curtis Parents death, a happy thanksgiving day spent goofing around with the gang before Mrs. Curtis calls everyone in for Thanksgiving dinner.

{Reader is around Two-Bit's age}

"Oh wow look at that one!"

"That one's new right?"

"No it's not you dope!"

"Quiet down I can't hear anything!"

"No one cares about the talking parts Ponyboy!"

You could hear the gang arguing before you had even properly made it up the porch steps. The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade was already well under way, but you didn't really care that you had missed that start. In fact, most of the gang would feign the same thing if anyone else were to ask about it.

The house was already filled with the smell of something delicious, and Mrs. Curtis flashed you a bright smile as you entered the house, "Good moring (y/n)!"

"Mornin' Mrs. C! That smells incredible!"

She let out a chuckle, "Just wait till Darrell gets that turkey started!"

"(y/n) come 'ere!" Soda called from where everyone was gathered around the TV, "Pony just wants to listen to Betty White talk!"

"No I don't!"

You laughed, making your way over to the couch, and squeezing your way between Steve and Two-Bit, "Sure Pony, sure..."

"What the hell is that?" Dally demanded as a large green balloon rounded the street corner on the screen.

"Language!" Mr. Curtis called from where he sat at the kitchen table, mixing together basting for the turkey.

Dallas looked down at his lap, grumbling, "Sorry..."

"It's a Dinosaur, stupid." Johnny said, elbowing at him.

"I'm not stupid, stupid." He snapped, shoving back.

Before any larger fight could erupt, Mrs. Curtis appeared, "Who wants to help peel some potatoes?"

Immediately, Johnny's hand shot up, followed closely by yours. With a satisfied smile, she pulled two of the chairs away from the table, so that you could continue to watch the parade while you worked.

The two of you sat, working quietly and trading snarky comments about the others back and forth, too far removed and close to Mr. Curtis' ever watching eyes for any of them to retaliate.

"Say, Junior, can you go get the turkey? I pulled it out of the icebox this morning so it could defrost." Mr. Curtis called eventually.

Dutifully Darry got up to go help with the turkey.

Some time later, after the dinner prep had been finished, the parade ended, and both adults thoroughly tired of Two-Bit's loud off key christmas carols that had begun when Santa had appeared, Mrs. Curtis couldn't help but let out a groan.

"Boys, why don't you go out and play some football," Mr. Curtis said, "Maybe I'll even come out and join you when Mrs. C decides I'm no good at helping out anymore."

There was a cheer of excitement, and then you were all rushing to put on shoes and jackets as Darry went off to get his old football.

Later, Mrs. Curtis would call everyone inside to set the tables, and Mrs. Mathews would come down the street with her famous apple pie which would sit tantalizing everyone till it was time for dessert.

For now, you all raced out into the chilly air without a care in the world.

[m4sonn]

⋆୨୧˚The Outsiders greaser Gang x Hyperfem!reader˚୨୧⋆

Thanks to my friend @peachyponyboyy and the anon who recommended this for this story!!

ponyboy:

> doesn’t mind that you’re feminine

> genuinely doesn’t care what you wear as long as you like him back and aren’t a shit person

> if you’re a boy he’s terrified that you’re gonna get jumped so he protects you with his life, it’s Oklahoma in the 60’s I don’t imagine they’re very accepting about two gay guys and a guy who wears skirts

> he hates the way makeup feels on his face but he’ll (begrudgingly) let you practice on him every once in a while after a bit of begging and whining

> would genuinely rather kill himself than wear anything feminine

> draws you a lot, if you sew/make your own clothes he makes you outfit designs he thinks would look good on you

> likes to help styling hair and encourages you to try new things (like dye and new cuts and styles etc)

> if you’re a guy he was probably scared to introduce you to his friends and brothers in fear of them judging him and you but they didn’t mind you

> calls you “baby” and ���honey”

Sodapop:

> likes more feminine people

> likes helping you choose outfits

> if you ask him for help choosing a shade he’ll ask questions like what are you wearing, how are you doing your hair, what vibe are you going for etc to make sure he chooses the best choice

> helps style your hair for you

> jokes around and lets you do makeup on him and even tries on fem clothes with you sometimes at stores

> constant shower of compliments

> talks about you like he talks about sandy in the movie

> 100/10 waist hugger, hugs you from behind and rests his head on your shoulder or back of your head

> introduced you to his friends right when you two met but introduced you as a friend and then reintroduced you as his gf/bf later when you two started dating

> calls you “cutie”, “sweet boy/girl”, “sweet pea” or “baby boy/girl” (cringe I know)

Darry:

> doesn’t mind it

> type of guy to remind you to close your legs when you’re sitting down

> makes sure your skirt doesn’t ride up too much while out in public/tells you if you don’t notice

> hates the feeling of lip gloss but is willing to get some on his lips to kiss you

> kisses your hand a lot all gentleman like

> you were probably more scared than him to meet his gang and brothers (by more scared I mean that he was totally chill abt it), he just kind of brought you along one time just randomly to a group hang out and they were just chill abt it.

> calls you “sweetie”, “honeybun”, or “peaches” (I hc his favorite fruits as peaches)

Dally:

> usually dates fem people only so you’re right up his alley (sorry mascs, he’s only for the fems‼️‼️)

> mainly only dated girls

> likes to take you shopping with the little spare money he has

> likes to see you try on clothes cause it just makes you look so happy

> adamant that he’s straight (he’s not) and if he dates a guy he says that you’re “close enough” and that it isn’t gay. He doesn’t realize how much this hurts you and only realized how this made you feel after Johnny and pony pulled him off to the side to talk to him about it cause they realized how you always got quiet and awkward after he said that

> likes his partners a bit nerdy but still confident so if you’re a dude who’s confident enough to be feminine in public but is still a little shy and has those nerd glasses he’s ALL OVER YOU‼️‼️

> probably puts his hand on your thigh under your skirt while sitting next to you

> whenever you bend over he’ll slap your ass

> likes to take you out and show you off to his friends, right off the bat when you started dating he went to his friends to show off his new partner

> calls you “pretty boy/girl”, “doll”, or “doll face”

Johnny:

> loves you for who you are and not how you dress

> constantly telling you how cute your outfits are on you

> like pony if you’re a boy he’s terrified of you being jumped for being a feminine gay guy and protects you with his life, gives you a switchblade just in case, even if both of you know you’d never use it.

> waist grabber/hugger and no one can change my mind, when you’re wearing a tighter top that shows off your waist is when he does it most

> goes feral when you wear a shorter skirt

> I don’t imagine his mom to be a very feminine person other than meeting pony boy’s mom so you are like the only feminine person he’s really ever talked to so he knows nothing about how to help with outfits or makeup etc but tries his best to help with whatever

> was trying to grab a makeup pallets for you and he dropped it and broke it and cried while apologizing

> was pretty scared to introduce you to the gang (especially if ur a boy) but he told Dallas first and helped him introduce you to the gang after reassuring both of you they’d love you (they adored you and loved that Johnny finally found someone)

> calls you “sweetie”, “darling”, or “my beautiful amazing pretty amazing most perfectest bestest boy/girlfriend (yes he would call you this)”

Two-Bit:

> usually likes more fem lovers so he doesn’t mind you being fem

> If it’s modern day he yells gyatt at you and slaps your ass when you bend over ☹️☹️

> let’s you do his makeup and sometimes his sister joins in and you two either actually do his makeup or you just smear a bunch of products in his face

> his mom and sister LOVE YOU.

> when he brought you home his sister was all over you, enjoying having another feminine person in the house other than her mom cause two bit is “a nasty stinky and unhygienic boy” and she’s “glad to know that he finally has someone who might be able to get him to straighten up a bit and stop being so gross. And maybe you can even help that drinking problem of his.”

> you cackled after she said this but two bit didn’t take it as well and chased her around the house 💞💞

> he was so excited to introduce you to the gang, right when the two of you started dating he wanted to introduce you to them but he let you choose when, they loved you :3

> calls you “babe”, “baby”, “cutie”, and “sweet cheeks” (ur literally the Minnie to two bit’s Mickey)

Steve:

> doesn’t mind that you’re feminine

> he’s gay, only dates dudes, sorry girls 😋😋😋

> doesn’t know anything about fem clothes n stuff cause he grew up with only his dad but he tries his best :///

> When you guys go to watch bull fights or drag races he totally lets you sit on his lap, he could NOT care less if people are staring.

> likes to take you to drag races and even lets you be in the car with him when he’s in one

> likes to show you off, flexes how he managed to get such a pretty bf

> touchy asf

> was scared to introduce you to his dad but he did eventually, his dad was confused (“so that’s not a girl??”, “wait so what you’re tellin’ me is yur’ one of them queers??”) and physically could not bring himself to believe you were a boy because you’re so fem, but accepts you two

> he yaps to the gang abt you, like never shuts the fuck up and it annoys the hell out of them

> introduced you to them immediately

> calls you “darling”, “my love”, or “babe/baby”

[therumbleof1967]

Request Open ALWAYS

Mastersist

The Outsiders - S.E. Hinton

Darrel Curtis

Keith ‘Two-Bit’ Matthews

Bob Sheldon

Steve Randle

Dallas Winston

Randy Adderson

Sodapop Curtis

Johnny Cade

Ponyboy Curtis

One Direction

Louis Tomlinson

Niall Horan

Zayn Malik

Liam Payne

Harry Styles

5 Seconds Of Summer

Luke Hemmings

Ashton Irwin

Calum Hoods

Michael Clifford

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[moon-tell-me]

hi! could i request headcanons for how the outsiders would be with a gf/significant other who is pretty book smart but lacks some street smarts?

Aha! My first request. I apologize if this isn't what you wanted! Had some trouble coming up with ideas..

Book smart

The outsiders (separate) x GN! reader

Warnings: very short, nothing else

DARRY CURTIS

Compared to the other greasers, he's a bit smarter

Maybe not the smartest of the group, but better then most of the others

He'll probably force strongly urge you to help Ponyboy

Also, your lack of street smarts is not a problem with him

He's got you covered pretty well

SODAPOP CURTIS

He's kinda lacking in the book smarts thing

So you try to teach him a bit

It doesn't work super well, but he appreciates the effort anyway

He doesn't really mind the whole lack of street smarts thing

He's pretty understanding

PONYBOY CURTIS

He's also pretty book smart

So you have that in common

Darry probably likes you because he thinks you'll encourage Pony to work a little harder

He's not entirely wrong either

Pony does try a bit harder, even if it is only to impress you

DALLAS WINSTON

Feels a weird need to protect you?

Like, Dallas is always like that

But with you specifically, it's through the roof

He's gonna try and teach you everything about surviving on the streets, just in case you get jumped

It's a bit much, but at least you know he cares?

You kinda make him want to actually pick up a book

He wont

But he's tempted

"Stay next to me doll, it ain't safe 'round here"

JOHNNY CADE

Thinks your like, so smart

Your basically Einstein

Truly admires you, even despite the lack of street smarts

He's more then willing to learn if you wanna teach

And he's more then willing to teach if you wanna learn

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

Yeah so, he doesn't really care?

Like at all..

Oh? Your smart? Cool, now come watch mickey mouse with him.

He'll probably make fun of you for the lack of street smarts tho

So ig you have that

[dearsnow]

WE’RE BORN AT NIGHT

- in which you hold johnny cade like water, or, christ, you hold him like a knife (you’re worried that your touch brings up unpleasant memories for your boyfriend, but he feels differently. johnny cade x gn!reader, angst -> fluff but still bittersweet bc there’s nothing you can really do but hold him, yes this is based off of who we are by hozier because i am a heathen for the irish man).

word count: 1,022

a/n - my first johnny piece and the first piece that i’ve done in actual months 🥹 this is likely not my comeback though and i’m sorry for that 😭 i will always write and i will probably post most of it, but life has been rocky for me lately and my available free time reflects that. in any case, i hope you enjoy my short return (there will inevitably be more as i work things out), and plsss talk to me about the outsiders and literally anything else because i will most definitely love to hear it.

It’s not often that Johnny Cade comes knocking at your door, despite the fact that he’s been your boyfriend for three months now. He never wants to put you out, he says, but when he shows up with a black eye and hand-shaped bruises on his arm, you usher him inside as quickly as you can.

“What happened?” You murmur, eyes scanning over his injuries.

“Just my old man again.” He hesitates. There’s a sharp edge to his words, like they cut his mouth just to say. “Look, I shouldn’t have come.”

You cut him off, tone brimming with concern. If he doesn’t feel safe with you, with staying at your house when his is dangerous, then you need to try harder to keep his quiet heart intact. “You can always come.”

“I know. I mean, the gang’s all out at a party ‘n I guess I just didn’t know where else to go.” He shifts his stance uncomfortably as you hand him two bags of frozen vegetables. “As much as you say you want me here, I know there are some places where I ain’t welcome.”

You would kill his parents if you could. Fuck, you would send them straight to Hell without a second thought. Anyone that truly knew what was going on in that house would. All you can do, though, is take care of him as well as you’re able to.

“I promise, you’re welcome. More than anyone or anything else. I need you here, when things are rough and when they aren’t. Tell me you’ll come when you can.” You speak.

He looks so beautiful in this light, despite everything. You love him so badly that your heart aches from just the movements of his sad brown eyes. “I will.”

“Good.” You smooth down the collar of his jacket, making careful, delicate movements. You fear that if you go a hair too close, he will shatter like the glass bottles thrown at him. “Let’s go to my room, okay? My parents won’t be home until later. We can get you some rest.”

There’s a small part of Johnny that detests himself for holding you back. You could be doing greater things than pressing a wet rag to his forehead, and yet, you stay. You always stay. No matter how horrible the situation, you stay with a pinky linked around his and a warmth so hopeful he thinks he might implode every time he feels it.

You pull your thick blankets over him, uncaring of his grease and the slightly grungy clothes rubbing against your bedsheets. If he needs you, and god, does he look it, you will always be there.

You’re facing him in bed, hands outstretched to card through his hair, but they don’t make contact. His eyes are lightly closed. You wish you could just touch him, hold his hands between your fingers and warm your feet against his calves. There’s some sort of unbreakable barrier between you when you feel that your every movement could send him spiraling into memories of an unkind fist. And yet, an unconscious twitch sends your leg just a centimeter forward to touch his. If you think real, real hard about it, you might have felt him jolt.

“I’m sorry if I make you uncomfortable, Johnny.” You whisper, shifting your legs so they’re no longer against him. “I’m real sorry. I know sometimes you don’t like that kind of stuff.”

“No.” He starts, opening his eyes. The rasp in his voice makes your heart sting like a bee’s last breath. “I like it, I mean, I think I do.” His gaze turns towards yours again, brimming with a kind of beautiful emotion, and his fingers move towards your sleeve. “It kinda… it tells me a bit that fingers ain’t always gonna ball up in fists and a palm against my cheek don’t have to hurt.” He breathes. You stare at him. He likes it? Lord, he likes it, and you like it, and you will die if you cannot swathe your entire body around him like you’re trying to keep him together. “‘S like you hold me like water, or, I dunno, a knife. Real gentle and secure n’ such.”

You travel the distance between you, tenderly wrapping your arms around his midsection. He pulls you closer, and suddenly, you feel complete.

If he was being honest, Johnny thinks you saved him. His whole life, he chased and chased the peace that evaded him every second of every day. Like a dog, kicked and dark-eyed, he put his nose to the ground and simply smelled the greater things on the horizon. They were out of reach to him, the silence just barely kissing the tip of his head before dancing so far away he couldn’t reach it if he sprinted. But you, God, you gave him everything he could ever want.

When merciful you came waltzing into his life, he thought nothing could ever be quite so horrible again. You have a forgiving hand and a quiet smile, laced with words that tickle his cheeks rather than grinding him into the earth. When he can reach out to you, gripping your warm arm like a lifeline, everything makes sense. He wouldn’t give that up for the world. He drinks in the affection you give him like sand in a bone-dry desert, and the thought that you could ever be worried about how much you love sets his heart ablaze.

“I’m glad.” You whisper. He can feel your breath against his shirt, and it makes him shiver in a pleasant way. “I love you.“

His breath hitches, heart picking up its pace, as he gently buries his warming face into the top of your head. “I love you too. And… and if you’re here, I want to be here forever.”

He squeezes you just a little bit, just enough to let you know that he never wants to let you go.

“Then I’m never leaving.” You smile. He smiles back, and for the first time that night, he thinks that he might be able to do more than just survive.

[grlsinterrupted]

boys dont cry .. ☘︎ ݁˖ ⟢

patching up johnny | injured ! johnny cade x gn ! reader . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

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the sun is blazing over tulsa, its heat practically searing you into a big ol’ pile of sweat as you wander the city’s outskirts. one hand is pocketed into your white shorts while the other is holding a waffle cone with a scoop of vanilla ice cream, not a care in the world except for how you were going to find your way back home. just as your tongue sweeps against your ice cream, your gaze meets the figure of what seems to be a rather skinny boy sleeping in the abandoned lot— his hair is tousled, greasy, and he looks fairly peaceful in his sleep despite the amount of bruises and cuts scattered along his skin.

you decide to explore further, curious as to who this boy in particular was and why he was there in the first place. it felt as if you were naturally drawn to this boy, your feet automatically moving towards his direction. something about him intrigued— the best way you could describe his features was that he looked like a stray puppy that’d been through hell and back.

as the distance between the two of you slowly closed, you finally were able to decipher who’s face this belonged to.

johnny cade, a member of the infamous curtis gang.

though he wasn’t as notorious as the other members of his gang, you were still advised by many to stay wary of him and and his entire circle. they were known for causing trouble all around tulsa, and especially for their rumbles with the socs over on the west side of town.

“‘scuse me, you okay?” you crouch down to johnny’s level, brushing a strand of his greased hair back to the side. you gently pat him awake, careful not to accidentally graze your hand against any of his bruises.

johnny lets out a low groan, slowly sitting up and wiping his eyes. he looks startled by the way you suddenly approached him out of nowhere. he hesitantly nods, pushing back his shaggy hair.

“i’m okay, just a few cuts here and there,” he mutters, his voice trembling with every word. his tone was woven with a sense of paranoia and fear.

you raise an eyebrow at his response, your eyes darting around each and every one of his scars. your gaze trails down the pocket of his jean jacket, the reflection of his switchblade glistening against the sunlight. johnny fidgets with his ring in an anxious matter, toying with the skull signet.

”you should come with me, i’ll get you all patched up.”

johnny huffs out a humorless chuckle. “no, i really don’t mean to bother you, it’s fi-“

“just come, it’s really no hassle,” you say as you offer his hand, your lips curled into a soft smile. he reluctantly takes your hand before you lift him up with ease.

johnny winces as you wrap the bandage over his arm. his entire body was tensed up— it seems as though he was never really treated with such care before in his life. your touch was gentle, every single movement made with intense caution.

“this too tight?” you asked, placing a pair of scissors between the bandage.

johnny shook his head. for the entirety of the time you spent patching him up, you noticed that he was completely silent and still, patiently waiting for your next move. you decide to break the silence between the two of you with a question.

“so, what happened to you? why’ve you got all these cuts?” it seems as though your question has intensified the tension in the air— it was kind of a personal question to ask, anyway. you clear your throat, cutting off the excess bandage.

“that was a stupid question to ask, you don’t have to ans-“ johnny cuts you off.

“my folks. got into a fight with them last night, so i just slept in the lot. didn’t feel like dealing with them, you know?” he trembled over his words, his voice slightly cracking. that was when you realized that he’d been holding back tears the entire time.

you gulp, nodding with your full attention and sympathy. you couldn’t imagine what life was like for a poor soul like johnny— he seemed frightened of his own shadow. your attention shifts back to mending his wounds. you hand him an ice pack, letting out a deep exhale as you stand up from the pavement. ��leave this on the bruise on your forehead for a couple hours, okay?” johnny nods, standing up with you. you can sense the glint of conflict in his eyes, as if he’s trying to make up his mind about something. just before he makes his departure, he wraps his arms around you for a warm embrace.

“thank you,” he mutters, his voice barely above a whisper. you can’t help but smile as his hold tightens, johnny’s tears seeping through the fabric of your shirt.

’i try to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies.. i try to laugh about it, hiding the tears in my eyes ‘cause boys don’t cry’ .ᐟ ₊˚⊹♡

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[rayswayzestuff]

Bonnie & Clyde - Johnny Cade

synopsis - johnny finally breaks down y/n's walls

warnings - mentions of suicide, talk about criminals, mention of abuse, not much😙

pairing - johnny cade x best friend!gn!reader

authors note - my first fic posted on any platform, don't judge me xoxo (jk, if I need to improve, give me some tips!! x) not edited cuz it's 4am..

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Both y/n and Johnny faced problems at home… these problems leaving them with a bond so odd that not even they could understand it

Johnny was emotionally and physically abused by his parents, and y/n had their unsaid problems just the same..

often, when nights got bad. The pair would spend the night in the lot together..

it was silent, other than the crackling of the firewood, and the subtle breeze picking up.

they sat close to each other, for body heat. Johnny sighed before speaking.. “I can’t take this anymore.”

y/n looks up at him, a slight look of curiosity in their eyes, "Is it getting worse..?" they ask.

“I-It’s like everything’s falling apart.” Johnny’s voice was shaky, and cracked in many places.

“M-My p-parents, t-they just..keep getting worse by the day.”

“It’s like..I’m n-nobody to them..” Johnny let out a deep sigh, and then took a long drag of his cigarette.

y/n shifts in their spot, turning their gaze back to the fire for a minute until looking back at him, "We've got each other at least.. That's what matters most right?"

“Y-You think?” Johnny smiled faintly at y/n. He exhaled a gust of smoke into the air, before leaning back on the wall. Johnny looked down at the ground, and took another long, deep drag from one of his cigarettes.

y/n didn't answer for a minute or two, just thinking of what to say next, "I like to think of us as Bonnie & Clyde, y'know..?" they pause, "all we've really got is each other, and that's all we need.."

“Bonnie and Clyde..?” Johnny repeated, then paused for a moment and thought of the criminal duo. He took yet another puff of his cigarette..

“I guess you’re right…all we really have is each other.”

Johnny shifted in place. The cool breeze seemed to be irritating him, causing him to shiver slightly. “Damn, it's really freezing out here.."

y/n gently rests their head on his shoulder, closing in their distance on one another.

Johnny could see his own breath, due to how cold it was outside… It didn't help that his clothes were thin and worn out. He appreciated the warmth of y/n's head on his shoulder.

Johnny sighed, and looked over at them..

“y/n…”

y/n murmured back, "Mmm..?" Their voice was soft and quiet.

Johnny went silent, and smiled softly at them. He was surprised by how comfortable this felt..he was actually able to relax, and be himself. His cigarette was down to the last few puffs..as Johnny watched it slowly burn.

“y/n…you know how much I appreciate you..right?”

"Y-Yeah..? I think so" they mumble back.

“You mean a lot to me.” Johnny continued, as he took a deep drag from the cigarette, exhaling thick plumes of smoke from his mouth.

“I feel like I got nobody, but you. It’s me and you against the world.” Johnny paused for a minute, and smiled softly.

“We have a bond…a connection that nobody else has. Nobody else understands..”

A small smirk appears on y/n's face, "just like Bonnie & Clyde, right..?" a small giggle leaving their lips.

“You know what?” Johnny chuckled quietly, and nodded his head. “Yeah…just like Bonnie and Clyde.”

His cigarette was burnt to a short stub, as Johnny tossed the little bit of the cigarette that was left to the ground.

“Now that.. makes me Clyde, right?” Johnny said, and looked at them with raised brows.

y/n murmurs under their breath, "mmhm.."

“So that means I get the ladies, right?” Johnny continued to joke around, and gave an innocent smile to y/n. They were both close in age, but Johnny certainly seemed older than y/n..in an emotional sense, at least..

"Mhm.. but Clyde chose Bonnie over anyone.." y/n speaks softly "..you'd do that for me too, right..?"

“Hey…” Johnny turned his head towards them more, and gently placed a hand on their cheek.

“I’d choose you over anything or anyone.” Johnny’s voice was quiet, but he seemed to mean every word.

“I wouldn’t trade you for the entire world..”

They both gave each other innocent smiles.

Johnny brushed a strand of messy hair away from their face, looking into their eyes with tender affection.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you..”

"Crash and burn..?" y/n quickly replies.

“Definitely crash and burn.” Johnny chuckled, a small smile spreading across his face.

“How about you though? How would you be without me..?”

y/n suddenly goes quiet, tension rising in the air as they seem a bit nervous to answer the question.

“y/n…” Johnny’s voice was tinged with concern, as he noticed the slight pause in their answer.

“Wouldn’t you crash and burn too..?”

"I've already crashed," their voice was hushed, "the burning is just slower than it should be.."

Johnny was silent for a moment, letting their words sink in. He took a slow, yet drawn out drag of his cigarette, his heart aching for them.

Johnny shifted, and rested his head against the wall, before looking back over at them.

“You alright?”

y/n subtly shakes their head.

“I wish I could make everything better for you..” Johnny sighed quietly, and took another drag of his cigarette.

Johnny’s eyes shifted to the darkness in the lot, as a chill shuddered through his body.

“It’s so damn cold….”

y/n's gaze was locked on the fire that was burning in front of them.

“y/n…” Johnny’s voice was quiet, and his demeanor changed to that of slight worry and concern as he noticed the silence from them. His brow was furrowed.

“Look over here for a sec..?” He softly asked.

y/n shakes their head again.

Johnny’s expression was concerned, almost frustrated. He reached over and gently tilted their head up towards him.

”What’s wrong..? Please..”

y/n's expression was weak as they held back tears of pain.

“Hey..” He brushed a tear that escaped their eye, and ran his fingertips alongside their face.

“Hey…c’mon..” Johnny was soft, and gentle with them.

“Don’t fight it…just let it out..”

They immediately begin to sob into Johnny's shoulder, never once having cried in front of him before.

Johnny immediately softened, his arms wrapping around them and holding them as close as he could. He had never seen y/n in such a vulnerable position before. They were so sweet and innocent…Johnny couldn't stand the thought of them hurting.

Johnny rubbed their back, as he spoke to them in a soothing tone.

"Shhh..it's okay..it's okay.."

Johnny had never even had a glimpse of them outside of their playful, flirty demeanor.. As he saw their walls fall down, he felt shocked.

Johnny had never realized how much pain they had been in, and the sight of their pain…made him hurt too.

Johnny gently squeezed them tight, and he sighed softly. His eyes were fixated on them, watching their tears fall..

Johnny wanted to protect them, and never let anybody else hurt them.

-------------------------------------------

It took y/n about another ten minutes to finally calm down, they kept their head on Johnny's shoulder and stayed quiet.

Johnny didn’t mind it at all when they kept their head on his shoulder, actually enjoying the intimacy of the moment. There were moments where he wished this moment would last, and they could just sit here forever. He enjoyed being someone that y/n could let their guard down around, and feel comfortable around.

“You alright..? You done crying..?” Johnny softly asked. His voice was gentle, as he kept his arms around y/n.

Johnny smiles as he sees them nod, ”Are you gonna go back to being playful now..? Or you still gonna be a sad, crying ol’ crybaby?” Johnny teased with a smug grin.

y/n smiled weakly, laughing briefly at his behavior.

Johnny let out a soft chuckle, and smiled at them Even through their pain, they remained the same beautiful, playful y/n he knew and loved.

“Okay okay..now that’s more like it…” Johnny brushed their back again, and then gently took their hand into his.

“You good now? You feeling alright?”

y/n lets out a soft sniffle, followed by a small nod.

Johnny smiled at them, and squeezed their hand a few times in reassurance.

“Alright, that’s good to hear.”

Johnny sat in silence for a few moments, looking at their hand holding hands. “They're so beautiful…” he thought to himself. He wanted to keep staring, but quickly looked away.

“So. What made you cry anyway?” Johnny asked, hoping to change the subject away from how vulnerable they had been for a moment.

y/n hesitantly speaks up, "Johnny.. If you weren't here, I don't reckon I would be either.."

Johnny immediately froze, his heart shattering in his chest.

Did they mean what he thought they meant..? Were they saying that he was the only thing preventing them from taking their own life?

Johnny quickly squeezed their hand, and looked at them, his voice full of concern.

“What are you saying..?”

"I don't think I need to explain," y/n says.

Johnny went silent, thinking over what they just said for a few moments.

“So you’re saying..” Johnny hesitantly spoke, trying to ask them. “That you would take your own life..?”

y/n softly speaks, "I'm not trying to be a burden or anything.." they pause, "but yeah.."

Johnny’s voice was a combination of panic and concern.

“y/n…” He gently squeezed their hand, and spoke to them again. “You’re not a burden. In fact…you’re the opposite…”

“You mean everything to me…my life would be ruined if something ever happened to you.” Johnny paused for a moment,

“Do you know how much I love you..?”

"Yeah.." y/n weakly smiles, "I love you too, Johnny.."

Johnny smiled at them, as he squeezed their hand a few times.

“And you know..?” Johnny paused for another moment. “I’d choose you over anything.”

"Just like Bonnie & Clyde, right..?" y/n mutters.

"Yeah.. exactly like Bonnie & Clyde" He replied.

❀❀❀

[dljcem]

ೃ༄ Apple Cider

johnny cade x gn!reader

warnings: not beta or proof read, brief mentions of smoking/injury, prompt credits to @/lovemeagoodprompt

5 times johnny wanted to tell you he loves you + 1 time he finally did !

i.

Johnny couldn’t quite tell what you were talking about anymore. Somewhere in the conversation, he’d lost track of your commentary—who was running away, who was in jail, who was going with who, who stole what and where and why…

He was about to nod, feign (or try to, at least) some form of understanding, when you suddenly stopped.

“What?” he queries, wiping his cheeks with the back of his hand. “Do I have something on my face?”

Without saying a word, you lean in, skimming the edge of his jacket collar before folding it down. A deep flush covers his features—he can only watch in stunned silence as you regain your earlier position, almost like nothing had ever happened.

“There!” you smile brightly at him; he swears his heart stops. He’s about to say something, but you promptly cut him off, resuming whatever story you’d been sharing before.

ii.

Johnny rummages through his pockets for what feels like the tenth time—still, the familiar weight of his lighter is nowhere to be found. A smile plays on your lips upon seeing his predicament; he doesn’t seem to notice, too caught up in frustration.

You retrieve your own lighter, tucked safely into the back of your jeans, and place it in his palm. That gets his attention.

“Keep it.”

He does so with hesitance, lights his cigarette and takes a long drag. Albeit a relatively small gesture, it has his head spinning—only you could make him swoon with something as insignificant.

“Thanks, Y/N.” he mumbles, averting his gaze before you can sense there’s something amiss. He drowns out the words threatening to spill from his mouth with smoke.

iii.

Johnny doesn’t like parties. Not the alcohol, or the music, or the outright concerning amounts of people. He does like you, though—perhaps that’s why he’s sitting on some flimsy couch instead of walking home.

His arm is going numb under the weight of your head, yet he doesn’t move a muscle. He briefly wonders how you sleep amidst such chaos; soundly, by the looks of it.

You stir with a small noise, further burying your face in his shoulder. He knows then he’ll be there all night. He can’t bring himself to disrupt your rest when you’re oh so peaceful.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

The rest goes unsaid.

iv.

Johnny lets you brush his hair back, doesn’t flinch as you press an antiseptic-doused cotton ball to the cut on his temple. The only sign of discomfort is the subtle creasing of his brows—somehow, you still catch on.

“You alright?”

He nods, straining a quick response to appease your concerns. He instinctively reaches up, traces the jagged outline of the wound. He knows for a fact it’ll leave a scar; an ugly one, at that.

“It’s not all bad,” you shrug, reading his mind once again, “makes you look tough.”

He looks away and tries to convince himself you mean nothing by it.

v.

Johnny rests his back on the grass, damp from the morning rain. You’re laying only a few inches away, hair splayed in different directions. He watches as you search for patterns in the stars—amidst your concentration, you don’t notice his gaze.

“Pretty, isn’t it?” you prop yourself up on your elbows to get a closer look, smile because you’ve finally found what you were looking for (or, rather, something close to it.)

“…yeah.”

He glances at the dark sky; finds that its not nearly as pretty as you.

vi.

Johnny looks at the horizon, where the setting sun casts various shades of orange. The porch steps are rough against his knees, old and worn from years of use—still, he is calm. You seem to share the sentiment, much quieter than you normally are.

“Hey, Y/N?” his question is but a whisper; you hum in acknowledgment.

“I think I love you.”

Before he can regret it, you’re leaning your head on his shoulder. And, for once, you meet his eyes.

“I love you too, Johnny.”

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Masterlist:

<NSFW content will be bolded, only slight nsfw will be in italics and bolded>

The Outsiders:

(Some of these include Shepards but I forgot the label)

The Gang x goth s/o

The Gang x Mean Girl s/o

The Gang Hugging Headcanons!

Johnny Cade Dating Headcanons!

The Gang x s/o who flinches in a fight

The Gang x smalltime Movie Star! M! Greaser PT 1

Johnny x Hot!F! Greaser + Gang Reactions!

Johnny x Two Bit x Dally (PLATIONIC) Headcanons!

The Gang walking in on you changing!

Johnny can sing x Gang Reaction

The Gang x m! Mute Greaser friendship Headcanons

The Gang x Scary! M! Greaser

The Gang x Rich Soc! GN! Reader

The Gang x modern AU!

The Gang x F! Greaser Crush Headcanons

Steve Randle Headcanons!

Autistic F! Reader x The Gang

Gang Cuddling Headcanons!

Teasing! Hot! M! Greaser x The Gang

Scary! Hot! Teasing M! Greaser x The Gang

Young Ponyboy x Two Bit Fluff!

Sodapop, Two Bit, and Steve School Headcanons

Pretty, haunted, scared looking F! Greaser x Gang

Innocent M! Greaser making unintentional dirty jokes x The Gang

The Gang x F! Scene reader

The Gang x F! Hyperfem reader

The Gang x Hogwarts Houses!

The Gang x Protective! M! Greaser going crazy in a rumble when they get hurt

The Gang x Dark! F! Seductive! Reader

The Gang x Androgynous!GN! S/o

The Gang x GN/F! Waitress s/o

Movie Star M! Greaser gets killed in a movie x Gang Reacts!

Nice! F! Greaser with RBF x The Gang

NSFW M! Reader Headcanons x The Gang

NSFW F! Reader Headcanons x The Gang

M! Greaser gives princess treatment to the Gang Headcanons!

The Gang x baker/cook! s/o!

The Gang x Reader who reads out loud very goofily

The Gang x Great storyteller Reader

The Gang x s/o! In a band!

Short but deadly! M! Greaser x The Gang

Tall! Whimpy! Polite! M! Soc x The Gang

Yandere!F! S/o x The Gang

Chaotic!M! Greaser x The Gang

Insecure about braces! M! Greaser x The Gang

The Gang x Masc!Butch!Genderqueer! Tough buzzcut F! Greaser

Gang Reacts to Pony with M!Conservative!Down Bad! Soc

The Gang x F! Tough lookin! But Soft! Crochet! Reader

The outsiders characters as things me and my friends have said

The Outsiders Incorrect quotes

Encanto x The Outsiders

ROASTING YOU BASED ON YOUR OUTSIDERS CRUSH FT. THE GANG + CHERRY

The outsiders play Dead by Daylight/Texas Chainsaw Massacre

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre:

Nubbins Sawyer with sick s/o

Nubbins Sawyer x Bimbo/Himbo s/o

Nubbins Sawyer x Insecure!F! Reader

The Sawyers/Slaughters walking in on you changing

The Sawyer/Slaughter Families Nicknames for their S/O!

Nubbins Sawyer General Headcanons!

Johnny Slaughter General Headcanons!

Sissy Slaughter General Headcanons

Comfort! S/o with shitty abandoned friends

Nubbins/Chop Top Sawyer w/ genderfluid partner!

Comfort! On a vacation w/ shitty parents ft. Chop Top!

Chop top x pregnancy hcs

Chop top x bad singer s/o

Scream 1

Comfort! S/o with shitty abandoned friends

Slashers in General

Slashers with s/o on period!! Ft. Micheal Myers + Stu/Billy and the Sawyers

DCU

What the Batfam eats for Breakfast

Other:

Roderick Heffley General HCS

[stinkygirl009]

The Cheerleader and the Greaser <3

Johnny cade X Y/n

HI YALL IM BACK:D it’s currently 2:14 am and can’t sleep and thought of this so hope you guys enjoy💋

Warnings: none just fluff lmao (the reader is gn but has a reader is wearing a nightgown.)

I sighed gently closing my book and looking at the time. I set the book down on my white bedside table, and shut off my lamp. I scoot down my pillows and snuggled into them, I stare at the street lights that were reflecting off my vanity mirror and doze off…

KNOCK-

I jump up quick, my eyes snapping open instantly. My breath quickens trying to shake off the sleep, and notice a figure near my window slightly crouching. I get up and try to find something heavy that I can at least defend myself. I slowly walk over to the window and I-

Oh goddamnit Johnny.

I sigh and walk over to the window and open it. I lean my head out slightly. “Johnny, what the hell are you doing?” I ask slightly annoyed. Johnny shrugs and looks down at the wood pattern on the outside of the house. “Jus’ wanted to see you…that’s all.” He said quietly but sounded shaken up. I look notice the discomfort that shifted in the air when his words came out. My eyes softened. I look at his face only being able to see it due to the street lights.

“..Oh, come on get in, it’s cold...” I say moving over to the side to let him in. He quietly gets thought the window and I rush over to my door and grab skirt from the hamper and shimmy it under the door, so no light can be seen when i turn on my light. I look up at him and Johnny’s in a slight daze and looks at me. I walk over to him and look at his face trying to see if he got hurt. Me and Johnny were almost the same height but I was just a few inches shorter. “Are you ok, Johnny?” I ask softly and touch his hand feeling the noticeable coldness of his hand.

“Yea I’m fine.” I nodded, Johnny shifts his stance. “Just needed to get out for a minute.” I hummed to his response. I Guide him over to my bed and I turn on the lamp. My eyes desperately close trying to adjust to the light. I look at Johnny and notice a bruise starting to develop from red to purple. The full story was already clear to me, and we both knew that. My face shifts and I move closer to him.

“It happened again?” I try to be delicate with my words, I didn’t want to pry at him for answers but I just wanted to make sure if my assumption was correct. “Of course it happened again.”

Johnny says sharply. I frown slightly at his words. “Sorry.” Johnny mumbled shortly after. I raise my hand softly and turn his head towards me, and give him a small smile.

“It’s ok” I say, I take in his face features more closely. My eyes drag over his face and my eyes land on his cheek still trying to get used to the scar on his cheek from when he got jumped…

He sighs deeply and looks down at my slightly short nightgown. “Looks nice on you, makes you look pretty.” The words fall faintly in the room. “Thank you” I smile, a small blush appearsslightly.

“Sorry, Even more prettier” He says laughing a bit I let out a quiet laugh along with him.

“You’re such a dork” I close my eyes and smile, I open my eyes and look at his eyes. I sigh and hold his hand,

“your so pretty Johnny”

“No, I’m not pretty” Johnny says embarrassed, rolling his eyes smiling a bit. “But you are” I say smiling trying to get him to smile. But I wasn’t lying though, he was freaking pretty even though he won’t admit it.

“‘Pretty’s’ for girls, I’m a guy y/n.”

He said. “No, a guy can be pretty and not having to look feminine!” I disagree with him. He sighs though his nose.

“Doesn’t matter anyway,” he leans toward’s me, “you’re the most prettiest thin’ I’ve even seen” I blush and laugh flustered at his words.

“Yeah right, Johnny” I laugh and cup his cheek and bring him into a soft kiss. He puts his hand on my lower neck.

“What a scandal this would be, huh? ‘The greaser and the cheerleader” I say breaking the kiss, johnny smirks slightly. “I think it has a nice ring to it, don’t you think so, sweetheart?” I say and bite my lip and laugh.

“I think it sounds perfect” johnny says smiling and brings me back into the kiss.

A/n: THANK YOU FOR READING!! MAWH💋

[crazyf0rswayze]

This is a genuine question that I want you guys to answer, do you like it better when I wrote in this POV or the style I write in now?

Johnny Cade: School Project

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Y/n, I want you to work with Mr. Cade for this group project". 

Johnny looked up when he heard his last name from the teachers mouth. He looked around to see an awfully pretty girl looking at him with a small smile. She waved a small hand at him. She seemed like a nice girl to work with. 

The teacher continued calling names, and pairing people up for the group projects. 

"You will begin your projects in class tomorrow, and continue work on them at home" the teacher said with an annoying smile on her face. Sometimes Johnny wanted to smack it right off her .

"Hey, Johnny right? I'm Y/n, I'm working with you on the project!"

"Mmmhm"

The pair of teens continued walking down the hall. They had one more class together, and Y/n decided to walk with him.

"Do you plan on responding to me?" Y/n said after she realized she had been rambling and he hadn't answered once

"I'm not the most talkative guy your gonna meet, ok" Johnny said finally before they walked into class.

"Oh, sorry...I didnt mean to make you upset, I guess the way I worded it wasn't the best" Y/n said with a nervous laugh. 

"Don't worry about it Y/n" Johnny said looking up and smiling

              TIME SKIP TO PRESENTATION DAY

"And that's why we chose to study the Civil War for our history project"  Y/n said with a pretty smile. Johnny was blushing a little. Y/n did most of the talking and Johnny pointed things out

...but he was staring at her a lot. Ponyboy nudged Johnny when he sat back down

"I see you've got the hots for her" Pony said smirking

"No I don't Pony" Johnny said defensively.

"Hey man, whatever you say" Ponyboy said as he walked up to the board so he could present his project. 

               TIME SKIP TO THE END OF THE DAY

Y/n was at her locker, packing up when Johnny walked up to her, his beautiful brown eyes coved by his hair. 

"Hey Johnny!" Y/n said happily.

"Hey Y/n! Uh...I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out after  school?" Johnny asked very shyly.

"Gosh no need to be so shy Cade. Of course I'd wanna hang out with you!"

"Yea...yea, great. Awesome!" Johnny said with a wide smile. Y/n kinda stared at him. Everything around them stoped. She had never really seen him smile, but he was absolutely beautiful when he did. They started walking out of the school when they saw Ponyboy. 

"See ya Pony" Johnny said 

"Yea I'll see you Johnnycakes" Ponyboy said in an attempt to embarrass Johnny. As Johnny and Y/n walk out of the school Johnny looked back at Ponyboy. We was raising his eyebrows up and down and up and down. Johnny rolled his eyes at the brunette. 

"Johnnycakes?" Y/n questioned. 

Johhny smiled and chuckled a little 

"Yea...yea it's pretty stupid. My buddy Dallas gave the little name to me. I don't really know where he got it from" he chuckled again

"No, no...it's kinda...I don't know...cute" Y/n said blushing. 

"You really think?" Johnny said looking at Y/n with heart eyes

"Yea, I do" Y/n said as the two teens sat down in an empty lot. 

The pair started talking a bit, and sharing experiences about life. They had laughs and all.

"Hey...um I get if we're not close enough for me to ask this...but um...how'd you get the scar?" Y/n asked softly

"Uhhm i-"

"You know what, never mind! It's uh...it's fine don't worry about it" Y/n exclaimed.

"No its ok I swear! Uh...I got jumped by some socs a little bit ago. One of them...Bob had a crap ton of rings on and...split me into to two" He chuckled a little as he said 'split into two' 

"It makes you look pretty tuff" Y/n said looking down as she blushed. 

"Ya think?" Johnny questions

"Yea...I don't know Johnnycakes, it completes your face" 

"R-really?" Johnny said as he looks down blushing.

"Yea"

"Hmmm" 

Y/n looks from his eyes to his lips...and back. Johnny watched her as she did so.

"Johnny..."

"Yes Y/n"

"Ever since Mrs. Brown paired us up as partners for the project...maybe a bit before that...Ive really, really liked you. I just didn't know how to tell you, but I've caught you looking, and I heard Pony tease you about looking at me during the presentation...and I though 'wow, maybe we have mutual feelings'"

"Mmmhm"

"Is that all? 'mmmhm'...do you not like me?"

"I do. I swear...I just...I though you were gonna say more so I wanted to let you know I heard you... and I was listening... you know?" Johnny said quickly

"Yea..."

"..."

"Can I...can I kiss you" Y/n asked very very softly

"Yea..."

They embraced each other in a passionate kiss but suddenly Johnny pulled away

"Did I do something wrong?" Y/n asked worriedly

"No actually...I wanted to really make sure this is ok with you"

"It is Johnny....I promise" 

"Ok..."

The pair started kissing again and then after they stopped they silently looked at the stars and Y/n wound up falling asleep, using Johnny's chest as pillow.

[imdead770]

. `. Masterlist ..°`◇..'

Headcanons -

Random Things the Gang Would Do pt.1

Thanksgiving Headcannons

The Outsiders x Reader Headcannons

The Outsiders Black Friday

Seasonal Depression

Transmasc! Reader

Building a Gingerbread House w/ them

Random Headcannons pt.2

Sodapop Curtis -

Sodapop x Sporty Reader

Dating Sodapop Headcannons

Sodapop Christmas Headcannons

Fluff Series

Childhood Friends

First Fight

Johnny Cade -

Dating Johnny Headcannons

Fluff Series

Childhood Friends

Steve Randle -

Steve x GN Reader

Fluff Series

Childhood Friends

Dallas Winston -

Dallas x hyperfeminine reader

Fluff Series

Road Rage

NYC

Two-Bit Mathews -

Fluff Series

Darry Curtis - coming not so soon!

Ponyboy Curtis - this will be empty for a while!

[sweet-child]

can you please do a johnny cade x reader angst where the reader dresses all grungy and has that kind of rockstar girlfriend style (sorry if this is too specific) thank you!

addiction

the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity

· �� —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

In which, reader gets jumped and relapses

Pairing - Johnny Cade x Grunge!GN!Reader

Word Count - 916

A/n - I am quite horrible at writing angst, so please forgive me. As a person who has a parent who deals with substance abuse, I put some of my own feelings in here. Please DO NOT READ IF you are triggered by blood, name calling, acid trips, and drugs. If you are or know someone who is dealing with substance abuse, call the SAMSHA’s national helpline at

1-800-662-HELP (4357) which is also known as the Treatment Referral Routing Service

Or

1-800-487-4889 which is a confidential, free, 24-hour-a-day, 365-day-a-year, information service, in English and Spanish, for individuals and family members facing mental and/or substance use disorders. This service provides referrals to local treatment facilities, support groups, and community-based organizations. "Let us know if this is to your liking. Enjoy."

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

“You goin’ somewhere, grease” 

Y/n was used to getting called names on the street, especially by socs. They wore more black clothing than most, dressed like a rockstar, and they were often told that they were going to a funeral. They liked their style, and her boyfriend and her friends were all fine with it. That's all that mattered to Y/n, but it still hurts with every mean comment. 

They tried to continue on their way, but a hand wrapped around their forearm and pulled them back. “I asked you a question,” the stentorian voice called out once more. “What do you want from me?” Y/n demanded, turning around to face the social, not wanting to be bothered. However, it wasn’t just the one social they saw. There were 2 others. That's when fear struck. 

“We just want’a hang out,” One smirked, stepping forward next to the one holding the grunge’s arm. The h/c-haired person tugged on their arm, getting it out of the soc’s grasp. “Well, I do not. So please, go away.” Y/n tried to keep calm, and they turned once more, trying to walk away, but a soc got around them and pushed them into an alleyway “You aren’t going anywhere.” That's when the need to run hit the rocker, and they tried turning and running through the alley but the socs got a hold of them, and pushed them against the wall. 

Y/n trashed against the soc’s hold, but that didn’t help any. A punch to her stomach, then a punch to her face. They tried to continue to thrash and to try and get away, and they almost did, but to no avail. The socs pulled Y/n back and punch after punch, the pain slowly started to numb and it seemed like there was no way out. They could taste the blood running down their throat, and it seemed like they would be there for a while.

»»-————-————-««

Getting home was a struggle, blood running down their face and holding onto your stomach while walking on the sidewalk was not ideal. Today was supposed to be good. 3 months clean. Why’d it have to turn out like this? Laying on the floor, bloodied and bruised, and no longer clean. What were they just thinking about? It seems like time had just..stopped. It seemed peaceful. The grunge was no longer worried about anything, and found funny patterns in the ceiling with a fluttery feeling in their stomach. Why were they trying to get clean in the first place? 

“Babe?” A voice asked, followed by a knock on their bedroom door. 

“Yeah-” They tried to get out the word without laughing, but that didn't work. The voice, now attached to a body, entered the room. It was Johnny Cade, the black-haired greaser. “What are…are you high?” He asked, somewhat confused and shocked. He shouldn’t be surprised, but he was. He actually thought his partner would get clean. Johnny refused to believe it, “Please tell me you're not high.”

His partner sat up, and Johnny noticed the bruising and the dried blood. “What's..high? And why are you..wiggling?” They asked with a giggle, smiling and eyes half-lidded. There was Johnny’s answer. LSD wasn’t a fun or cool drug, but addictive like all drugs are. It was Y/n’s choice of drug, and his partner relapsed, once more. 3 months being clean, 3 months not purchasing drugs, 3 months since the overdose. Three long, dreaded months. 

After leaving the room, getting a wet rag, cotton balls, bandaids, and bactine, Johnny returned to the room to clean up Y/n. He sat on the ground, setting the supplies next to him, and pulled his partner’s head into his lap. “Be still, please,” he urged as he started to clean the blood off of their face. 

“Why is there two of you” The druggie asked, carrying out the ‘o’ in two and the ‘ou’ in you, all the while giggling and smiling. Johnny didn’t reply. Somewhat out of being upset and out of resentment. I mean, they promised they threw out all of their LSD, heroin, weed, and whatever else they had. They promised. Johnny was a fool to not check her room. He blamed himself for them being back on drugs. The dark-haired boy put down the dirty rag, picked out a cotton ball, opened the bactine, and poured the aforementioned item onto the cotton ball. 

“This might sting,” He quietly warned, wiping the wet cotton ball on the cuts to disinfect them. Y/n laughed and moved their legs, “It tickles!” Johnny sighed, and continued to clean the wounds. While the dark-haired boy cleaned them, one sat there contemplating if it was worth it and the other was as high as a kite, watching lights seem to get brighter and patterns that seemed to move. 

After placing bandaids on the cuts, Johnny got Y/n up and into their bed. It seemed as soon as they hit the pillow, they were asleep. The boy had seen this enough times to know that they were going to wake up tripping, but they won’t run to him anymore. If they did, he would turn away. After too many broken promises, he was tired of it. Tired of the lies, the promises, the relationship. While wiping a piece of hair out of their face, he let out a soft yet sad sigh. “This is the last time, Y/n…Goodbye.”

[spikedhe4rt]

Hello! If you can, can you do head canons of Johnny Cade with a (preferably a gn or female) s\o that dances Street Hiphop? Thank you!

Street Hiphop Dancer!Reader x Johnny Cade Headcannons ❤️‍🔥

❧ You guys met at a block party that you were dancing at.

❧ You were apart of dancing group.

❧ He was hypnotized by how you’re body could move and how fast it was.

❧ He asked you out after your performance (with some liquid courage)

❧ You guys end up really hitting it off and start to date.

❧ He’s your biggest fan and supporter.

❧ Johnny comes to all your performances and cheers for you the loudest he can be.

❧ Him icing your joints when you aches.

❧ He has to remind you to relax sometimes so you don’t exhaust yourself.

❧ You found him watching other street dance to be educated.

❧ He attempts to learn dances with you for fun.

❧ Johnny gets jealous when you do partner dances and its “too touchy”

❧ He saved up to buy you some dancing shoes for your birthday.

❧ He forced Pony to a couple of your shows and will get offended when he didn’t like it that much.

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed this! My request box is still open. <3

[moon-tell-me]

Affection

"Our fingers dancing when they meet" - This side of paradise

The outsiders (separate) x GN reader

Warnings: bit of cursing, not proof read, nothing else??

SODAPOP CURTIS

DARRY CURTIS

He prolly needs a hug honestly

I doubt he gets them often

He's a wee bit touch starved

‼️All hugs and cuddles will be greatly appreciated‼️

He's not super big on pda

He'll have an arm around you, kiss you and stuff

But that's kinda it

He would def give the best kisses

Sharing a bed with him is alright..

He gives you enough space and he'll spoon you if you want

But

He snores

Like, really bad

So..

He loves affection

Mans would actually hold you 24/7 if he could

You wanna cuddle with him?

Don't even have to ask

He always knows what you want and when you want it

GUYS HES A MAGICAL GIRL??

NEW AU?

Sorry, got distracted

Anyways, he'll be big spoon, little spoon, your pillow, blanket, anything really

He also loves hand holding

Just link your fingers with his anytime, anywhere

He'll be the happiest boy on earth

Soda doesn't mind pda

He'll show you love anywhere

He actually kinda likes it cause it shows the other girls that he's taken..

He's one of the best greasers to (sfw) sleep with

He's used to sharing a bed with someone, and he is probably the biggest cuddler of the group

Plus he's like a human heater

So you won't get cold

PONYBOY CURTIS

He likes your affection.. a lot

Maybe not as much as the others, but he likes it

He's not really a touch starved person

Actually, I see him as being kinda touch adverse, Soda, Johnny, and you being exceptions

He'd probably prefer just reading with you over all the cuddling

Until he's tired atleast

Speaking of, he canonically gets nightmares, and having someone sleeping with him helps

Y'know what else helps?

Cuddling, that's what.

Just let him be your little spoon

Kid really deserves it

He definitely likes more subtle affection

Your leg touching his, stuff like that

He also really likes cheek kisses and you playing with his hair

When it comes to pda, it will only happen around Johnny

The others won't let him live it down

ALSO, out of everyone, he's the one that blushes the most

DALLAS WINSTON

He hates physical affection

At least, that's what he says

You know better though

You've noticed how he reacts when you hold his hand, or play with his hair

How he calms when you cup his cheek and give him a gentle kiss

If we're being completely honest here, he loves it

He loves every single bit of your affection

Just don't do anything more then a quick kiss in public

If he gets really jealous or possessive in public he'll initiate pda

I'm talking, arm around your shoulder, pulling you in his lap, full on making out with you

He's a very touch starved person

So in private he'll accept any and all tender touches

He'll still be an ass about it but y'know

If you do it while he's tired he'll actually shut up and enjoy it

Sharing a bed with him is probably nice

He's veryy cuddly when tired

Do what you will with that information

He will only be your little spoon if he's black out drunk

Otherwise he'll just serve as your personal pillow

JOHNNY CADE

In the beginning your gonna have to hold back on your physical affection

Because of how his parents treat him he's gotten used to touches being painful

You need to be very patient and careful

He'll get used to it though!

He's also extremely touch starved

So he will definitely enjoy it once he knows you won't hurt him

He's willing to be affectionate in public, as long as the other guys aren't around

Except Ponyboy, he doesn't mind too much around him

He loves cuddling

He's always super shy about it tho

Actually, he's always kinda shy about anything you do

Even if it's just eye contact

It's just so new to him

Please please please just kiss him out of nowhere

His reaction would be so fvcking cute

Give this boy the love he deserves

Let him sleep in your bed every time it gets too cold out

He needs a nice, warm, comforting place to sleep

He'd be very respectful about it

Just give him sweet kisses while you cuddle him

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

Probably the second most affectionate

Right behind Soda

He's not touch starved, he just really likes you

He doesn't care about pda

He doesn't care what others say

I think it's actually physically impossible for him to get embarrassed

So, do whatever the hell you want tbh

He's absolutely terrible to sleep with

He always sleeps in the starfish position, leaving you with no room

He's also a blanket hog

So uhh

Yeah

The only pro is that you can cuddle him

I bet he would give nice hugs and cuddles..

Overall, you can do pretty much whatever with him

He doesn't care that much